VIII. CHRONICLE INFERNAE: THE ENCOUNTER WITH THE NULLITY ON FORGE-WORLD CARTHAGE 📜🔥

By the will of the Flame, I show from the sacred archives the record of a clash with a foe that is the embodiment of absolute negation – the Necrons. This is neither the frenzy of the xenos nor the madness of Chaos, but a cold, mechanical Logic, stripped of soul, which seeks to extinguish all light of reason in the Galaxy.

The incident occurred on the moon of Carthage, an ancient forge-world, long abandoned and shrouded in eternal gloom. Our Strike Cruiser, the Logos, detected an energy pattern there which, as encoded in the memory-core, did not correspond to any known organic or Warp-tainted threat. It was a signal as ancient as the Galaxy itself, and as empty as the lifeless vacuum.

THE HIDDEN MECHANISM AND THE SUDDEN MANIFEST

A scout and salvage team, led by Techmarine Xenophon and veteran-Sergeant Praxos, was deployed to the surface to extract fragments of ancient STC-technology. The atmosphere was static, the air dead, and sensors tuned to organic interference remained silent.

Techmarine Xenophon (Vox-Report): "Power consumption pattern is null. Bio-signatures are absent. This world is a tomb; its machine-spirits sleep. However, I register a structural spacetime deformation on a frequency that defies classification. Readiness for sudden manifest – Alpha."

In that very moment, without sound or warning, reality itself trembled. A section of the floor, which had seemed part of the ruins, suddenly dematerialized, and from the stone depths, they appeared: a legion of silent, green-glowing, metallic skeletons. The Necrons – pure, mechanical soldiers who do not fight, but function.

Sergeant Praxos (Combat Vox): "Enemy before us! Not organic, not heretical! This is the Absolute Nullity! Target: Central figures bearing glowing weaponry! Priority – immobilize, not destroy! For the Reason of the First Father, fire on schedule!"

DATA-LITANY INTERPRETATION: REASON AGAINST MACHINE CALCULUS

The battle that followed was a duel between two types of cold, but fundamentally different, logic. The Necrons moved with mechanical, ideal efficiency; their Gauss weaponry evaporated matter with terrifying precision, and their bodies, made of living metal, knew neither pain nor fear.

Xenophon (Vox-Traffic, against the crackle of bolter fire): "Their weapon is an entropic disintegrator. It dismantles matter at the molecular level. Our defense is discipline and superiority in maneuver. They cannot adapt. They can only execute program. Brother Photius, strike the nearest Lord—his synaptic control is the most dangerous!"

The Battle Brothers of the Ordo Ignis Promethei fought not with rage, but with mathematical accuracy. Every bolt-round was calculated; every chainsword strike was aimed at vulnerable, articulated joints. But when one of the metallic warriors fell, its fragments began to glow green, and soon, by the law of their abominable Reanimation Protocol, they rose again, whole and unharmed.

Sergeant Praxos (Addressing the Brothers): "Their 'immortality' is a lie! It is only a deferral! If the Reason of the First Father cannot be slain, neither shall His servants know rest! Thus was the path of fire inscribed: destroy not only the body, but the mechanism itself! Concentrate fire on one target until it is completely reduced to ash!"

PHILOSOPHICAL FLAMEKEEPING: THE VICTORY OF HUMAN REASON

The climax occurred when Xenophon, utilizing his technical expertise, reprogrammed a signaling beacon. Instead of requesting support, he activated a latent Archeotech-Disintegrator in the ruins, a device that was supposed to be immediately dismantled.

Techmarine Xenophon (To Praxos's team): "My order: immediate retreat ten meters! I am overloading the local power node! We must show these automatons that their logic has a fatal exception!"

A powerful energy spike, pure and non-Warp-affiliated, struck the central Necron group. The metal hissed, glowed white, and finally crumbled into dust. The Necrons, unable to program for this random, human act of reasoned carelessness, were caught off guard.

The remaining enemies, having lost synaptic connection and faced with a fatal malfunction, did not retreat in panic – they simply teleported away, vanishing as suddenly as they had appeared. Their cold machine calculus ordered them to temporarily vacate the zone of failure.

Captain Lysander (From the archives, post-battle): "The Necrons are the worst of all evils. They desire neither power nor faith; they desire only absolute silence and non-existence. They are proof that logic, severed from the human spirit and creating only machines, leads to self-destruction. Our Odyssey must now include the fight against this Cold Nullity."

Thus this battle concluded. Victory was achieved thanks to Reason and Discipline, which surpass any mechanical calculation.